Forty million just all stare into our eyesAnd now our failure is too clear, the cold appriseShadows cast much beyond what you'll ever knowYou deserve more than that which you've been toldYou're not alone...Moments quickening here now, motion insideA choice previously found, with who in mind?In this wishing well, a coin of farewellSinking here, one wish next yearBut no one celebrates just to know that a heart so softCan break so simplyIn Heaven, all prepared, with forty million questionsAlways, always knowThere is, there is hopeFor just, for just onceTo make, to make this, to make this trueThere will come a day, we're staring face to faceAnd trying to run away, no longer is the case